After Xiao Baili fell, his innate mask self-destructed at the same time as his fall, and his elder order was lost......

Xiao Baili was once the hope for the survival of the Blood Curse Cave, but he failed when he broke through to the half-step True Immortal and then fell......

"After six million years, there is finally another young curse in the world...... It's just that this young curse is too late. The curse is running out of time, and I don't know that this cursed realm catastrophe may be avoided...... I curse the people with blood, and it may survive......" With a worry in his heart, the afterimage in mid-air smiled, slowly stood up, showed a serious look, and said: "The altar is closed, and the curse is revealed!"

With that, the middle-aged man in the void made a dozen spells in his hand, resealing the Cursed Sea Altar, and then a teleportation array appeared at the altar.

These Feathered Clan masters who participated in the test of the Cursed Sea Altar, including Yu Liang Yuan, were teleported to a valley by the teleportation array.

The valley was empty, and the sky was full of haze, and in that haze there was a thick power of curse.

As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others adapted to the environment in the valley, they saw a throbbing of spiritual power in the entire valley, and then in the empty valley, an oval-shaped blood-colored light gate was unsealed out of thin air.

At the same time, six big characters appeared above the blood-colored light door: The blood door is open, and the curse is revealed!

That door of light, straight to the curse!

"Curse, it's a place where the rebellion of the Blood Cursed Cave has been imprisoned. Among them, the power of evil qi and curses is so heavy that ordinary people cannot resist at all. Even some half-step true immortal masters in the Blood Curse Cave did not dare to stay in it for more than ten days. As for those scattered immortals in the Blood Curse Cave who survived the Heavenly Tribulation and did not ascend, they also did not want to survive a day in it...... Is it true that the late saint is in the late stage, hehe, I'm afraid I can't even enter the door of the cursed prison......"

Yuwen Zhouyuan casually crossed his knees on the ground, calming the surging evil qi and cursed power in his body.

Having experienced the slaughter of the Great War with the Scaly Horn Clan, his evil aura and cursed power were enough to intimidate the True Saint Peak.

Now that the evil qi has skyrocketed more than ten times, even a half-step true immortal monk will also be slightly deterred by the power of Yuwen Zhouyuan's evil qi and curse.

As for the early stage of the ordinary True Saint, I'm afraid that even Yuwen Zhouyuan can't stand a single look.

An hour passed quickly, and such a short time was only enough for Yuwen Zhouyuan to stabilize the power of evil qi and curse a little.

The curse prison is a blood curse cave, if there is no blood curse cave permission, outsiders are not allowed to step into the blood valley for half a step, let alone enter the curse prison, otherwise there will be no forgiveness.

At this time, the people who had the opportunity to challenge the curse except for Yuwen Zhouyuan, Yu Chi Ziming, and Deng Xingyan, the rest were all at the peak of the middle stage of the True Saint, and they were the kind of mid-stage peak of the True Saint that could fight the late stage of the True Saint.

Before the rule everyone came to the curse, they had already been imprinted into the consciousness of several people.

However, regarding the specific situation in the curse, the remnant of the middle-aged man still needs to be mentioned.

Looking at the ten challengers, the middle-aged man's afterimage showed a solemn look that he had never seen before, and said, "The cursed prison has a total of seven floors, and some of the cells are closed in the rebellious and secret seals of the Cursed Sea Cave, and you can't enter. Nor can it be snooped. If you snoop on, you will be at your own risk! Other empty cells can be used for retreat at will. ”

"Into the curse!" The middle-aged man's afterimage gave an order, and Yuwen Zhouyuan and the other ten people stepped into the oval light gate one after another.

Inside the light gate. It is the first layer of the curse, and the power of evil qi and curse is shocking, and even the later stage of the True Saint is difficult to bear.

Five of the ten were overwhelmed by the power of evil and curses, and they fainted outside the gate of light.

"Lift it down!" As soon as the middle-aged man's afterimage ordered, several puppets carried the five unconscious people away.

These five people have been eliminated.

"Strive to refine the innate mask within the curse!" "Walking on the first layer of the curse in Yuwen Zhouyuan, the transmission of the remnant image of the middle-aged man echoed in the sea of consciousness.

The dark, damp stone pavement with the occasional dripping sound of water.

On both sides were Blood Jade Cells, some empty, and some were hermetically sealed, in which were sealed prisoners of the Cursed Sea Cave.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't mean to peep at these prisoners, he didn't want to cause more trouble, he just wanted to find a place where the power of evil qi and curses was extremely strong, and refine the innate mask spirit armor.

That innate mask spirit suit is ranked as ingenital, and the power of evil qi and curse is extremely heavy.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't believe that the middle-aged man's afterimage would be so kind, and he took great pains to help a true saint late-stage junior.

Yuwen Zhouyuan believed that the middle-aged man's afterimage must have some kind of purpose in helping him refine the innate mask.

As for the purpose of the middle-aged man's afterimage, non-Yuwen Zhouyuan can know.

For Yuwen Zhouyuan, refining the innate mask is indeed better.

Yuwen Zhouyuan He has repeatedly checked it with his divine thoughts, and this innate mask has not been moved.

In this way, refining an innate spirit suit is only beneficial to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and there is no harm.

For today's plan, the only way to do this is to take one step at a time, refine the spirit suit first, and improve the strength.

It's just that there is one thing that Yuwen Joon still hasn't figured out.

How could the remnant of the middle-aged man believe that he was only a true saint in the late stage of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and he could refine the innate spirit suit......

Innate spirit suit, non-half-step true immortal or above cultivators can't be refined......

"Could it be that the middle-aged man's afterimage has already seen that I have a world seed in my body, and I can leapfrog the level of refining spirit suits!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes lit up.

Also, Yuwen Zhouyuan is only a true saint in the late stage of cultivation, but the middle-aged man's afterimage is a true immortal cultivation, although the combat power may not be strong, but that cultivation is a real true immortal, in front of the middle-aged man, Yuwen Zhouyuan has almost no secrets at all.

Although the Heavenly Book Space has not yet evolved, its role can still be played...... In addition, his divine consciousness and mental power are far superior to those of the same level, maybe everything about him has already been exposed in front of the middle-aged man's afterimage.

This middle-aged man's remnant doesn't know how he could be a true immortal's doppelganger remnant in the primeval times, and what are his intentions for himself?

The innate mask spirit costume is a kind of spiritual costume that conceals the breath, shields perception, and isolates the heavenly machine.

The innate mask, its magical powers are even more powerful, and it may be enough to scatter immortals and even true immortals for divination and snooping.

Thinking like this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's determination to refine the innate mask couldn't help but become stronger.

Yuwen Zhouyuan has a lot of secrets on him, and there are too many powers in the Eastern Heavens. Today is a middle-aged man's afterimage to peep through the secret, and he doesn't know who will peep into the secret.

If you can refine the Innate Mask, it will be much safer to walk in the Taihuang Mountain Cultivation Realm.

Yuwen Zhouyuan has the World Seed in his body and is qualified to refine the Innate Mask. But if you want to really refine it, you need to find a place where the evil qi is extremely heavy, suppress the evil with evil, and reduce the power of the curse with the power of the curse, so as to reduce the difficulty of refining.

The first layer of the curse prison was all prisoners at the peak of the True Saint of the Cultivation Dao, and the power of the evil qi and curse here was only enough to frighten the late stage of ordinary True Saints, and it was not enough to help Yuwen Zhouyuan refine the innate mask.

Yuwen Zhouyuan walked all the way to the end of the curse, and at the end of that, there was a staircase that led to the underground, presumably leading to the second level of the curse.

"Ahem, ahem...... Brother Aladarao is going to curse the second layer?" Yu Chi Ziming and the others, who had been following Yuwen Zhouyuan, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a wry smile and asked.

Even if they were just standing at the top of the stairs, they could feel the earth-shattering aura and cursed power of the second layer of the curse.

The second layer of evil qi and curse power is that Yu Chi Ziming does not dare to touch easily.

"Hmm. Wait for the four of you, just stay on the first floor. Yuwen Juyuan was quite unimpressed by the four references behind him, and walked all the way down to the second layer of the curse.

The evil qi and curse power of the second layer of the curse were unbearable for ordinary True Saints in the early stage, but they were far from enough to shake Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Wei Chi Ziming and Deng Xingyan glanced at each other, shook their heads self-deprecatingly, and each found an empty cell in the first floor to retreat.

The other two True Saint Late-Stage Masters endured the pain of devouring their bodies with evil qi and cursed power, gritted their teeth, and searched for an empty cell on the first floor.

The two of them had only been in retreat for an hour, and they could no longer bear the power of the evil aura and curse here, and they had no choice but to get out of the curse, while Deng Xingyan insisted on the first layer for one day, and Wei Chi Ziming held on for two days. In the end, everyone except Yuwen Juyuan left the curse.

Only Yuwen Zhouyuan stayed in the curse and did not leave for a long time......

The third layer of the curse is that even ordinary half-step true immortals dare not trespass.

The evil aura and cursed power of this place were still not enough to shake Yuwen Zhouyuan's body and mind.

The fourth layer of the curse, the power of evil qi and curse is strong enough to deter ordinary scattered immortals!

The evil aura and curse power of this place is unbearable even for Yuwen Zhouyuan!

Now Yuwen Zhouyuan's own body evil qi and curse power have greatly increased, although it is still inferior to the true immortal evil qi. The gap is not as huge as it once was.

A trace of blood red floated into Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, and Yuwen Zhouyuan bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly suppressed the evil qi and curse power that eroded into his body, and remained awake.

Without continuing to go down, the power of the fourth layer of evil qi and curse was already so powerful, and the fifth layer of evil qi was definitely not something he could compete with!

Finding a cell on the fourth floor of the cursed prison, Yuwen Zhouyuan crossed his knees on the ground, patted the storage bag, and took out the innate mask.

The congenital mask tentacles are cold, and it is a biting cold.

At the moment when he held the innate mask, Yuwen Zhouyuan's palm actually began to freeze, and blood-colored ice crystals floated.

"It's so cold!" Yuwen Zhouyuan tried to melt the blood-colored ice crystals with Chaos Heavenly Fire, but found that he couldn't do it at all!

This blood-colored ice is not the ice of water, and it cannot be melted with the power of the five elements.

"Can you only compete with the power of evil qi and curse......" Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes, sank his heart, and mobilized wisps of evil qi from his whole body to his right arm.

Gradually, the frozen right arm began to melt. With a sigh of relief, Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the Chijin Innate Mask, his gaze becoming more and more solemn.

Just touching this spiritual suit, Yuwen Zhouyuan had to do his best.

The difficulty of refining this spirit suit is probably far above its expectations.

The light of his left eye flashed, and a vast chaotic power emanated from Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

Yuwen Zhouyuan is cultivating the Creation Chaos Technique, although he has not achieved great success, but he has more or less chaotic power in his body!

At the moment when the power of chaos dispersed, the innate mask trembled slightly, and the chill was much less, and it seemed to be a lot more docile.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, and with the suppression of the innate mask by the fourth layer of evil qi, and the suppression of the innate mask by the power of chaos, he raised his hand violently and put the innate mask on his face!

In an instant, an unimaginable curse chill spread out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's body and spread to the entire fourth layer of the curse!